Papa and Momma don’t dance
down the lane
They don’t skip to my lou
or any such thing
He has a limp from the war
says he fell out of bed with a whore,
But that ain’t the truth
Because truth ain’t pretty or nice
And Momma has been through too much
A husband who promised her the sun
moon and stars, but walked away
when chasing kids got too much
But Papa loves Momma
Since the day she pulled
a miracle out of her bag,
the red pepper flakes he forgot,
a tiny miracle that made
two broken families
full of kids looking for love
find their Momma and Papa
again.
And twenty years later,
Papa loves her more than beer
They don’t dance down the lane
But they are doing just fine.
🙂 i enjoyed this, Lu…very nice
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I am delighted. They had a great day together.
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